For God to even exist a prerequisite of faith must first exist. (Same for
love - to exist a prerequisite of faith must exist.) Jealousy is the
recognition of some absence of faith, or doubt. I believe for Dickenson
"play' is the operative word in this poem. We disappoint because we have no
commitment to immortal ideas, but only play at mortal ones. It doesn't mean
God doesn't exist at all, just not to those at play. His jealousy is the
same skepticism as ours - basically its mirror.

Deborah McLeod from United States

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